"'The party is over and the fat lady is singing. Bernanke may lower rates, but the dollar will tank if he does,' Anderson said."
I'm not a subscriber, so can't get the WPost article above. But it doesn't matter because we've already seen 100 fresh reports concerning the up-shot from the sub-prime fall out. It's interesting that Broward has seen a moderate 100% increase in defaults, while Palm Beach has seen a whopping 320% increase. 'Trump Tower, Tampa,' -almost belly up! Oh well, the bigger they come...
Rather than wear out my welcome with just another grim doomsayer news piece, I am more than happy to recant my vivid apocalyptic nightmare from the other night. Somehow, I had gotten a real job aboard a big yacht!
In my dream, I was readily appointed to the task of IT Manager for a very distinguished family of global repute. Stem- to-, I suppose their pristine rig was well over 200', and somehow, I had already risen to the task of keeping all of their data issues sorted out, but under no circumstances was I ever to leave my post, day or night...
*Now, it doesn't mater to me what the business at hand, when I devote myself to a position of loyalty, I take it to the inth degree. Since I could not allow any calls to be dropped, I had to monitor most of the family's conversations by a sort of real-time streaming, on-screen & analog process, and if a call was dropped, I was to restore it as fast as I could hit 'restore.' Though I had only met the owner and his wife for a total of say, 10 minutes, I could certainly feel the tremble in her voice as this particular conversation played its course...
Outgoing; (212)-: "Matthew, We don't have time to chat. You are not to speak to anyone on this boat but Me, or my Husband! When we get to New York, you are to unload everything as fast as you can bring it aboard. Do not, under any circumstances explain, or stop to discuss any of this with my crew! At the slightest sign of trouble, we will lock ALL of the cabin doors, and no one is permitted to board the ship except you. Is that clear? Yes, mam-Good! That means Everything, all of the safes, all of my jewelry, everything at the Condo too. Have you secured the cash at the Bank?"
-At which point, I quit live monitoring, you know; how it's not polite to pry. Suddenly, I awoke from my dream as 'alert' as a wet Cheshire cat! Now that's my idea of a 'real job,' and a true adventure too! I just can't wait to man those real cannons on the high seas!
